Sue then started her penetration into my ass. I was in total heaven. A big cock down my throat, and a dildo in my ass - what more could a gurl want? W...ll, it would be a load of cum or two of course. Sue was taking that dildo to depths that I have never been penetrated to, and I knew that the main course was yet to come. Her thrusting into my man pussy must have been at a very good angle as I was now moaning uncontrollably. So much so, that Quenten had to pull out, lest he spilled his seed in my. Her eyes were almost closed , She was obviously horny, whimpering my name. "Fuck me Greg. Give me your cock like you fuck Cheryl." I don't think she knew I was there. She was lost in her fingering, enjoying how the fingers made her wet pussy feel. I could see her fingers sliding in and out. Her perfect breasts were heaving. Her hips were rising a bit, as she tried to finger fuck her shaved wet pussy deeper. My god, she even moaned like my wife. Opening the door more, I walked in a few steps.. I turn to Claire and ask what's going on."So, what did you want to tell me?" It's just that I've been thinking about what you said. You see, I getit now that I've calmed down. Of course you would think the worst of me.The reason you'd think that way is because you don't know anything aboutthe wedding. So, I wanted you to come today so I can prove it to you."As much as I hated her, I do agree that some proof may alleviate mydisdain for her, if only a little."Alright, Aunt Claire. What evidence. ’ ‘You’d better come in.’ Lindi took the bunch of flowers – a freshly fragrant spray of white roses and pink carnations that Peter knew were her favourites – and headed for her kitchen to put them in a vase. She returned to her living room a few moments later to find Peter nervously pacing up and down the room. ‘So then. Are we going to have a reasonable conversation about what nearly happened to you in prison Peter?’ Lindi said as she placed the vase of flowers on her coffee table. Peter.